747: C747 Winning Miserably

C747 Winning Miserably

Retreat!

At this moment, the two sword cultivators simultaneously thought of retreating.

They were already heavily injured to begin with, and they had thought that they could slowly crush these martial artists. But now, there were simply too many martial grandmasters.

The most important thing was that they had never imagined that there would be a terrifying primordial era vicious beast here.

With a single bite, one of their senior brothers had been bitten to pieces. Even their primordial spirits had not drifted out. If they continued fighting, the two of them would die here as well.

"Let's go..."

The two sword cultivators didn't wish to continue fighting. They weren't sinners, as long as they brought news back to the Heaven Surmounting Holy Land, it would already be a great merit.

Moreover, they were staying here and didn't have the ability to continue killing, so it was impossible to kill all of them. However, if they wanted to retreat, there was simply no one who could stop them.

Woosh, woosh, woosh ~ ~ ~

In an instant, the two sword cultivators turned around and turned into two rays of light, flying away.

"They want to run!"

Seeing this, everyone shouted and wanted to chase after them.

Bei Longyu hurriedly shouted, "All of you, come back after being chased!!"

Boom! Boom!

The two sword cultivators angrily turned around and slashed a few more times. Two of the grandmasters were unable to dodge in time and their arms were severed. Fortunately, no one was sacrificed.

The Grandmasters regained their senses as well. They did not truly gain the upper hand, but the enemy had taken the initiative to retreat. If they were to chase after them, their troops would definitely be scattered and killed one by one.

Originally, the martial artists wanted to shout for the panda to chase after them. After all, it had shown enough ferocity. But no one could call out to this vicious beast. They did not know whether or not its body could fly.

North Dragon Feather ordered and said, "Save - first save!"

After she finished speaking, she was already on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, there was an Elegant Spirit by her side to support her.

The group of Martial Grandmasters also knew that they had to save them first. Immediately, they got busy and started to rescue the others. At a rough glance, almost a hundred Martial Grandmasters had died, and over a thousand of them had been injured.

This battle was truly too tragic.

Bei Longyu's face was pale as he looked in the direction where the two sword cultivators had fled. She knew that it was actually not safe at the moment, but only temporary. As long as the two sword cultivators recovered, they would definitely come again.

At that time, it would probably be a true nightmare.

Today, too many grandmasters had been sacrificed. This price was too heavy.

"Long Yu, you don't have to blame yourself. This isn't about you alone. It's about the entire Catacombs. It's the common thing between all clans." The Ritual Spirit beside him seemed to have seen what Bei Longyu was thinking and comforted him.

When Bei Longyu saw that Ritual Spirit was also heavily injured, his shoulder should have been struck by the sword radiance. If it had been a little deeper, half of his body would have been cut off.

"I know. You heal first." Bei Longyu revealed a trace of a smile.

She deeply understood that this was not a matter of one person. It had been two hundred years since the Skyfall Holy Land had killed the Catacombs geniuses. Most of the martial artists here had yet to be born.

However, she still blamed herself deeply. If her cultivation base had been a little higher, she would not have let so many people die. Like the Black and White Elders, they had also been sacrificed. They had died without a complete corpse.

At the same time, she was also used to seeing these scenes of sacrifice. Ever since she joined the law enforcement team, she knew that there was no ideal world... Every time there was a battle, there would be sacrifices, whether or not this person had never done anything bad in his entire life. Whether or not this person was the only son of his family, his wife and child were all waiting for him to return.

Once there was a battle, if one wasn't careful, they would be sacrificed.

However, Beiming Longyu also knew that some sacrifices were necessary. It was inevitable. If it wasn't for the sacrifice of these one hundred Martial Grandmasters... Then, those retreating martial artists... They would probably have sacrificed tens of thousands or even killed their way to the fortress. The fortress had fallen and hundreds of thousands of martial artists had been sacrificed.

She took a deep breath. Did they win this battle? It seemed to be true, but it was a miserable victory. She could not fall down yet. She ordered in a deep voice, "At all costs, save the wounded and retreat to the fortress."

This time, they could finally retreat.

The martial artists also brought back the grandmasters who had been sacrificed. They wanted to bury these corpses properly.

Hui Shoutao's body had changed back. He was already riddled with injuries. He only had a pair of special pants left, revealing his white belly. But at this time, no one was joking with him.

Hui Shoutao also looked at Black Rakshasa and White Yaksha's corpses. Only half of their corpses were left. He didn't know what to do for a moment. His throat was stuck as he said:

"You two old men, you are leaving now. You are going to be great heroes. But how do you want me to explain this to my boss? Dragon Soul Organization, without the two of you, I wouldn't be able to manage it by myself."

Most of China's martial artists were injured, but they could still persist. Qing Qiong Sang and Yang Shen each carried a corpse, and they wanted to personally bring the black and white elders' corpses back.

No one said anything at this time. That kind of pain and heavy emotion spread among the crowd.

They all knew that it would not be long before they would also be sacrificed.

The Skyfall Sacred Ground in the outer space was too terrifying and powerful. Even Dragon King Su had probably already sacrificed himself.

Many of them were unable to fly, so they could only ride carriages, flying beast pets, and giant beast king pandas at the back of the hall. From time to time, they would howl.

Everyone also tried to turn it back, but it was useless even after talking for a long time. They also did not know if this panda could still be turned back.

Now that they had this beast king at the back, they felt a lot more at ease, so they simply let it stay at the back.

Originally, Northern Dragon Feather thought that they should leave a group of people to guard the fort. However, thinking of how powerful the two remaining sword cultivators were, no matter how many people they left behind, it would be useless, so they asked everyone to retreat to the fort.

The wounded had already been treated and transported back to the fort as quickly as possible.

Bei Longyu and the other Grandmasters stayed behind and did not stop along the way. They arrived at a large camp in the Forest of Death.

There was still a large group of people waiting here. They also wanted to see how the battle was going. They also wanted to see if their loved ones had returned.

Those who had cultivated to the realm of martial grandmasters were often important figures in the clan. They were also the pillars of a family. When many clansmen realized that the pillars of the family could not return, instead, it was transported back a corpse. Instantly, the entire camp became chaotic.

All kinds of cries, cries, and angry voices gathered together.

Bei Longyu's body was already very tired. If not for the fact that he had consumed a bottle of pill... She couldn't stand at all, but she knew that she would have to say something at this moment. She wanted to let everyone know what the current situation was.

In the wide camp, there were tens of thousands of people. In the middle of the camp, there was a huge platform with the flags of the various clans on it.

Amidst the noise, North Dragon Feather slowly walked up. The blood on her body had not dried yet and she was covered in wounds. When she walked up, the noise around her gradually died down.

Looking at the panicked and sad eyes, Bei Longyu did not know what to say for a moment. After a while, she slowly said:

"We have just started fighting with a Sacred Land in outer space, the Lin Tian Sacred Land. This is our counterattack. Moreover, the enemy has not been completely destroyed. There are still enemies in the Catacombs... "

" Northern Dragon Feather, we have sacrificed so many people. Why do we still want to fight them? They are beings from outside the heavens and belong to the immortals. Why do we still want to fight? "

Suddenly, a female voice in the crowd interrupted Bei Longyu's words.

This place was very quiet to begin with, and when everyone heard it, it immediately caused a commotion. It seemed that there was a certain reason for this question.

Why did they have to fight?

North Dragon Feather looked over. The girl who had spoken looked very cute, but her words were very sharp. She had actually seen her once before. It was the same girl who had come to the law enforcement team to acknowledge her as her relative, Wood Sprout.2

Her status in the Green Wood Tribe should not be low. Many of the masters of the Green Wood Tribe surrounded her, as if they were stars surrounding the moon.

When she saw Bei Longyu look over, Mu Rui raised his head proudly, as if he wanted to meet Bei Longyu's gaze.

Tong Wenxia, who was beside him, hurriedly said, "Daughter, what are you doing? Don't speak nonsense at this time."

Mu geri was even more furious. He gritted his teeth and said loudly, "Why can't I say it? Northern Dragon Feather, can't we all express our opinions? You're the only one who has the final say. All the martial artists in the Catacombs have to listen to you? "

Northern Dragon Feather frowned and said in a clear voice," Of course not. If you have anything to say, just say it in front of your face. "

"Okay. Then I'll ask everyone why we're going to war with Immortals. So many people have died for no reason. Who will be responsible? "

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